The Merman's Gift

for Karen Weiser

Brother I need back my sticks
I hope you make it forward

Hope you learn to range
by grass depressed by possibility alone

One and every
actionable blade of glamor

in a ranger's vatic underfauna
If we go there

I'm a total wreck my brother
carried off at totalcy

I need for you to wreck
upon yourself

the salvage you recover
from me

and I love you
I need back the sticks I loaned you

How else will I say I be
the sun's own paned adjudicant

to the peal of shade rotation
around every quitter's cone

if you can't turn
the simple wrecking lamp on me

Remember anyone at all
who doesn't know you is a quitter

and anything that doesn't act upon you
is a quitter

almost any people, glass or metal
any mountain you could think to name

has quit beneath a quitter's vegetation
not to mention

all those quitter leaves so many you would think
they never had a chance

almost any
furniture and window overlooking

every city's quitter signal—
wish you'd come inside from their neglect

if it were even possible
to sit here with me in the broadest public

lost at sea, a bench in memory of strangers
placed through everybody's moving rain

(pretend you could endure
a friend's wide-open shower scene)

as if half-surf wherever
stranded as a cave-mouth weed

there'd be a time
to say my brother is survived by our merbrother

"Take care"
"Take care forever, no!"

Proverb not
you are your friend's own family

but you are your friend's own family
robinson

"Meet me in my chambers"
better "Meet me in my brother's chambers"

Hit me in the folk
I am so high on you

When you weren't succeeding
anywhere

not even by your standard
have my sticks I said

I hope they bring us closer now
they have to be returned

Just think of it as obligation
without flooring hesitation

(pretend you're not ashamed
to dance in public)

I just want an understanding
that exceeds

without excluding unremitting favor
or favors accountability

over accessory to
(any single) fraud

I hope you make it forward
I need back the sticks

Ever see a merman put away
its roaming horn in tears

because you gave it all
no signal?

Hope you never do
on my account

I hope you honor all your debts
I'm so in love with you
Friday, August 26, 2016
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